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I caught my first largemouth bass here when I was just a little guy. I also caught my first sunfish here when I was young. In the summertime when we go down, my brothers and I take my grandpa's boat out on Hungry Lake. My grandparents live only like four miles away from the lake. So I hook up the boat to the four wheeler and I drive the four wheeler while my brothers drive my grandpa’s pickup. When we get the boat in we start up the trolling motor and go around the lake with that. We catch big fish every summer like big bass and northern pike. The people that usually go along is just my brothers and I. My boy cousin comes along sometimes when there is no football, hockey, or basketball game on. My grandma and grandpa come along fishing every once in awhile too. But that is only when Grandma is not cooking or my grandpa is not building something. My grandma mostly comes along only when we take the boat out. That is because she likes boat fishing more than land fishing. When we do take the boat out though my grandpa does not like water that much so he throws on a life jacket. In the winter time we always go fishing to Cotton Lake. We stay the night out there on the lake in a big ice house, so we are fishing almost twenty-four seven. A couple years ago pretty much all we caught that winter was a lot of baby northern pike. One winter one of our ice fishing poles almost went

It was time to battle the water; we went white water rafting. The water thrashed us all over the place in our little boat. Midway through our adventure there was this girl who was struggling in her canoe. She was falling behind and we were quickly approaching the hardest part of the rapids. Even though I did not really know how to canoe I still switched boats with her. Now I was in a canoe and she was with my family on the raft. It was my first time canoeing, and I have to admit I was kind of scared. I took the rapid like a champ al by myself and me feel accomplished.

So Yesterday morning I was sleeping in and then my Father came over to my apartment and asked me if I wanted to go to Lake Michigan and naturally I said yes or something similar I can't remember I was too tired but I got up and before you know it my Father and I headed to the beach we stopped to get a drink at speedway gas station I got extra a sweet tea and my Father got a Pepsi and we also stopped at Burger King on the way my Father got a whopper and I got a whopper with bacon and cheese anyway once we got to the beach I was quite surprised that their wasn't a lot of sand the water was really taking up a lot of space but we eventually found a place to put our stuff because even though their wasn't a lot of sand their were still a lot of people

Do not get me wrong, I love being outside breathing in the fresh air, but all I really wanted was to feel the excitement of catching a big walleye. The trip was getting so tedious by handing my mom and dad minnows, they should have been the ones to be handing me a minnow, after all, I should have been out fishing them. On that frustrating trip, I probably only caught two fish in six hours. I hope no one ever has to go on a fishing trip feeling peevish the whole time.

I raced to the garage to get the boat ready for water. Today was going to be awesome! I usually have horrible luck fishing but I had a different feeling about today. My grandpa, dad and I were all heading out to Lake Winnebago to catch walleyes. I made sure the straps were off and the trailer was unhooked. We took a short little drive to our favorite spot. It is a reef and the water is about 20 feet deep. Perfect for walleyes. We use stuff like planer boards, salmos, flicker shads, rapalas. I will mainly use rapalas cause they are deep divers.

So on a hot, sticky day we decided that we should all go fishing at a small pond in my neighborhood. Usually we would walk to the pond but today my aunt drove us. We got out of the car and the smell from the air wasn’t bad, the area smelt like rain and rubber because of the lures in the back. And we

I am a competitive fisherman. I possess a skill very few people have. I have been fishing with my dad for as long as I can remember. When I was just a little kid we would go to little ponds and fish from the bank, or we would take his Skeeter bass boat out on big lakes, such as Oneida Lake in NY. A few years back my dad bought a little tin boat to take out on smaller lakes. Over the years we transformed the little tin boat into a make shift bass boat. We installed a full front deck, front mounted trolling motor, and operating live wells. This past year my dad let me use the boat whenever I had time. I took full advantage of this opportunity. Every chance I had I would be on a lake whether it was raining, snowing, or ninety degrees out, as long

After he was in the boat I put him in a bucket of water I had and headed to the house. It took me about ten tiring minutes to get back to my house. But once I got there it was worth it because I got to show off my first fish. I took the fish in the house to show them and my mom told me to get it out of her house. I took it outside and they came with me. They asked me how many I caught and I told them only one, but I had many bites. Then my dad made me put the fish back in the water so it wouldn’t

A few years ago on a hot, summer afternoon, I went fishing with my step-brother. We went to a place called Spring Park. We ventured through the busy area. The park was full of playful kids who were enjoying their summer afternoon. Finally, me and my brother got to the old, wooden, swinging bridge. After crossing this bridge and trudging through tall muggy grass, we came upon a spring. This relaxing spot seemed like a nice place to fish. Unfortunately, my brother dropped his pole in the opaque water below. I volunteered to find it, and I dove in. Despite the day being a hot one, the water was ice cold. I rose to the surface and told my brother, "You're not getting your pole back!" We both laughed and went home. We did not catch any fish that

We started out upstream. The water dripping from the lichen glistened like little drops of the sun. The mist from the river lifted our spirits and got us ready to fish. This time I was ready for a new type of lure. I ended up pulling out a bass crankbait that looked like a fry salmon and thought “that should catch something”.

Last June my girlfriend and I went to Colorado for my goddaughter’s wedding. We flew into Colorado Springs on Wednesday, but the wedding wasn’t planned until Friday. Since we had two days to see the sights we decided to go whitewater rafting. Neither one of us had done that before, so we thought it would be an exciting adventure.

Through this experience with my cousin, I learned to always try something new and to never give up. I did not want to go fishing with my cousin because of past experiences, but following him to his secret spot and trusting him the whole way was the best choice. The best reward was catching my first fish as well. Tasting the fish was an accomplishment because eating something that I had once seen alive was not something I wanted to do, but I tried it anyways. From stepping out of my comfort zone, I know that Iowa has much more to offer than just corn and beans. It comes with many childhood memories but the most exhilarating part of this experience is that it took place in Iowa. Most people believe that Iowa is just a fly over state and that there is nothing to it, yet there is so much and I am so thrilled that I am able to experience its

The only sound that filled my ears was my keyboard clicking as my fingers raced across it. I had been procrastinating from finishing this assignment all evening, but I knew I needed to get it done. The burning sunset was shining through the windows as I was finishing up. It was a peaceful silence, until I heard the soft whispers of my parents that ignited my sense of curiosity. I was concentrating hard; doing my best trying to make out the hushed words that were being spoken.

After you choose your destination the next thing you must do is reserve your airfare and hotel. This may be tough because there are many websites and travel agents that you can go through. I have found that it is cheaper and easier to go through Expedia.com. You can book your hotel and flight all together and pay one low price. I have also found that flying with Southwest Airlines is very cheap and they have many one way stops all across the country and for a cheap hotel that is very nice I recommend the Extended Stay America.

7/23/2018: Leave Kansas City Intl. (MCI) at 4:25 PM (ticket price for round trip: $2,000)